Charles David Heim

Charles David Heim Poems

Of Darwin
At a desk facing west drinking hot English tea,
Man sits scribbling by flicker in a notebook scribed "B".
Stroking line after line with quill dipped in ink,
The tree of life springs and two words, "I think".

Of Darwin

At a desk facing west drinking hot English tea, Man sits scribbling by flicker in a notebook scribed "B".Stroking line after line with quill dipped in ink, The tree of life springs and two words, "I think".

He takes to the seas like a migrating seagull, observing the world from the HMS Beagle.Collecting the proof of the start through divisions from finches and bees and abundant rock pigeons.

To Lyell and Wallace his book does show promise and the barker of this carnival, his bulldog friend Thomas.To the origin of man it makes ...